i just finished my math paper one:) one paper down, many more to go... HYAAAAA!!!! haha. gearing up into battle formation! i haven't finished my revision, and my schedule is jam-packed. wonder if i'll be able to sleep before ten or ten-thirty. realised that i'm a caffeine junkie. i love tea and coffee, and i was fantasising about coffee and tea this morning before math cause i thought i was going to fall asleep. ah well, chinese next. one more battle to go for today...
today something happened. and it isn't good. well. let's start.
this morning bertrice and i went up to Lemon and asked her whether she would like to buy some stationery. the stationery's for our school debate club's trip to Perth at the end of the year. and then she says I didn't hear of this before. and we don't understand so we go huh? and she says, to sell something you must have two things. 1., official authority. 2., an official announcement, like the time we were selling chocolates. and we didn't have either. and we just said it was the debate teacher, Mrs Choo's orders to sell them. and then she said that she'd get back to us. and she went to find Mrs Diana Goh, one of the school's many VPs(vice-principals). and she says that Mrs Goh says to stop selling for the time being until there's an official announcement and she says we can. so we had to go to all our friends and ask for the unsold stuff back, and tell Mrs Choo about what happened and give her the stuff. i mean, Mrs Choo didn't tell us anything at all about these two things. and then Lemon was talking to me and three other debate friends(who're my classmates) and I asked for some clarification, just asking her something she's said earlier on. and she says So-and-so do you understand?(so-and-so being the three others) and she asks them to explain to me. and she goes and sits in her chair. I mean, if she had to rush to another class or had someone wanting to speak to her of course I'd understand why she asked someone else to talk to me, but she didn't. she just went and parked her bloody, big fat lazy ass on her chair. what's wrong with talking to me?! anyway, i couldn't care less if she languished in hell or drowned in a well. she can go bankrupt(oh, the joy!) or lose her job(even better) and i wouldn't care. I'd better pray hard i don't get her next year. or i transfer out next year. wish me all the best, please. thanks.
really. i think i'm really different from my classmates. here's the diffs.
1. i like the dark. cause no one can see me and i can't see anything i don't like.
2. i like sitting in small, narrow, preferably dark spaces. well it's comfortable. seriously comfortable and it gives a secure feeling.
3. i don't ask for things. like, not straight out, ma i want an iPod. not like that. if i seriously want it i just hint. i'm not comfortable just asking for it.
4. i don't tell people what's happening. for example last friday my debate friends and i had a friendly spar with hwa chong and we took a bus there. and what happened was that i tripped on the bridge and got a circular gash with an approx. diameter of 2.5 cm. i measured. and plenty of nice scratches, both on my right knee and shin, and then a nice big fat bruise with scratches on the inside of my left knee. and i didn't tell anyone. so my mum wore me out when i got home for not telling and suffering in silence.
5. i don't feel comfortable telling people that anything hurts when they ask. i just say that i won't be answering that if it hurts, or i say it doesn't if it doesn't. clue dad: now you know how to decode my words.
6. i think that books that my friends think are sick aren't sick. sick as in disgusting. with sex scenes, or intimate, or macabre/gory/stuff like that. ARE MY SENSES NUMBED????

anyway, i'm feeling like God had a glitch in programming me. and one random thought: our life science teacher said that out of 100% of natter in our brain, only 5% is genes and useful. the rest is useless. so is it possible to make use of that 95% to input all the info we learn in school in? then we could have an input calculator and computer, and thus we don't have to deal with teachers. then in the future global warming and acid rain's speeded up so everyone wears a helmet with an oxygen supply regulator. and there's a visor-cum-screen in there so we can know if the government scientists are about to input anything into that 95%. and it's expandable, so there's no lack of info space. and each citizen has a password to access that 95% made of numbers and words. it has to be at least 17 digits long. that's the length of my school computer account password. fun huh?
remember the wish list i had? well, one of the items has come true. guess. well, it's No. 1. :) yes i'm ultra glad. it's a purple iPod. the new nano that has curved sides, not the straight sides, or rather not the rectangular boxy one. it's longish. anyway, i'm ultra hyper. whoever reads this will be one of the first few people to know that i have that coveted object of my desire. causse at this moment, only my parents know. so. i'm privileged. :)
today we changed our class seating position. good for me. now i'm at the back all by myself. one table alone. the only other girl in the same row as i am in is this one called Lim Yi Ting. and she's super messy. and kinda violent, by my classmates standards. not to say i'm not violent, but then again i'm different, her voice is just as low as mine but then again she can scream but i can't. and then i think it's about time readers of this blog knew that i go to the school counsellor. and she's called... okay i don't want much people in MGS to know cause they'll start asking around who is this person. so i'll call her R. okay? so lets go!:) and she says that sometimes just let your true feelings show cause she says i have this wall between the me i show outside and my true feelings. and sometimes i just think of incidents as incidents, and she always asks me how i feel. and then she hints here and there, and generally i feel what she has just suggested. i have no idea how she manages to coax out the feelings. i can't. i just ask myself how do i feel and nothing comes. so i'm a poor counselor, huh? i wouldn't ever make anything out of this profession. then i thought ok, good then, i'm nicely alone at the back now and i can see everyone now. but then there was this thing niggling at the back of my cranium shouting loudly what the hell it's not good it's so lonely. and i've never felt lonely before. even at the start of the year when i first appealed into MGS and i sat all alone at the back of the classroom, without even someone in the same row as me. and i didn't feel lonely. sometimes i feel no diff after seeing R, but then sometimes it's heartened, and now i feel...damn, i think it's a little embarrassing to mention it. but you can guess. it starts with P, and another starts with W. so i have no idea what to think. anyway, i have to go and meet my friends for the debate friendly spar, so that's all for now, then.
well, i have a list of things i want. obviously...but just that i don't say it out loud. right? i never voice much of the stuff i want, i hint...i don't know what's wrong with me, i think that asking for things outright is a bit embarrassing. maybe i'm a social idiot with zero EQ. maybe, maybe not. anyway, enough of my nonsensical blabbering. here's the list. note: it's not in order.
1. All of Haruki Murakami's books.
2. an iPod or mp3 player.
3. martial arts lessons.
4. a laptop../nah, i'm joking.
5. CDs of a few favourite singers and bands. chinese and english and some who sing in many languages.
6. i can't think of anything else.
but i know that my parents won't agree to 1, and 3 though. good luck to me.
more fun tests i took:
chances of surviving a zombie apocalypse: 57%.
Chances I'd eat my(dead) friends if we're trapped and starving: 70%.
How caffeinated am I: very high, productive worker, jittery.
My body could feed 10 cannibals.
i could survive 61 days trapped in my own home.
hehe, time for the CA3 results! :) and :(. so you can imagine, i suppose.
Chinese: 59.50
Geog: 54.00
Eng(LA): 72.40
Lit: 76.4
Chem: 86.3(i think, but i know i got above 80)
so that's all i can remember.
we'll be getting more back soon...all the best to me!:)
cranked this out sometime ago. i'm not saying who it's about. you go figure:)

She's such a nag
Perhaps an old hag
There's nothing in her
That smells as nice as myrrh
Certainly not her nose
Though she claims it's a rose
We all know it looks terribly bad.

We wonder when she goes
Into a pefume fad
So she doesn't walk around
Smelling too bad.

Oh, horrors abound!
Thin as a rake
I did a double take
I thought she'd fall apart
If she started to fart!

Her fashion sense is so bad
For her we feel really sad
It's no wonder she's still 'Miss'
She wouldn't garner a kiss
All men give her a miss
She'll die an old maid
She's better off dead.

hehe! enojyed the rhyme? it's more humorous than the first one i posted but then for this one, i wasn't thinking of anyone. really. i'm serious. though you might think otherwise. my classmate Jia Ling read it and thought i might have been subconsciously thinking of Lemon. well, please refer to my previous two posts for a hint of Lemon's identity! gtg. :/
i changed my skin!!! kinda hyper. it took me a while to trawl through blogskins.com and find what i wanted. i found this under skins of the day. it was somewhere in the year 2006...yes, i went that far back. quite a lot huh? but then again, i'm quite picky.
yes! the day which i have waited for for 365 days/8,670 hours/525,600 minutes is finally here! no grammar mistake there. finally, i am 13. well, i have one less year to live, and i have contributed one more year's worth of CO2 to the atmosphere of the Earth! and depleted the Earth of one year's worth of O2. and not to mention all the food i ate. speaking about food, my friend Dhivya was right. she told me perhaps my parents would take me out for dinner. and yes, my parents took me to Taka for dinner. and after dinner, we went to Kinokuniya!:) and for all my friends, you know my obsession with books/printed materials in particular...you could say i have a fetish for words. and i got The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro, and The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch. and sometime before my mum asked me to make a list of birthday presents i wanted and choose one. then i had an mp3 player, and a loooong list of books. ok, it was only 5 books/authors. maybe it's a long list to you. but never mind, i'm quite happy with the 2 books i got:) so there's nothing else for the moment. no, no poetic scribblings have graced my paper, nor fluid streams of words appeared in my wandering mind...